Poem: Tai Chi In The Park

I standIn the parkBare-chested.I breatheJust breathe.Then I moveLoosen my bodySlowly but surelyUntil it is time.I do my routinesMy drillsFour variants in all.Bare-handed routinesSaber and sword routinesThe basicsRemain the same.Sweat covers me.My heart beats fast.My breath quickens.My body is pushedTo its utter limitYet meets the challengeAll the same.My mind is utterly focusedOn the momentNo room forContinue reading “Poem: Tai Chi In The Park”

Poem: Acts Of Kindness

The bugle soundsThe drum resoundsLines are being drawnForces are maneuveringBattles are brewingThe fate of the worldIs held by a thread.Voices cry outWarnings go unheededAspersions being castPain and fearAnger and griefEvident for allWith ears to hear.Hearts and mindsWrestle inwardlyUncertain what to believeThe clock of destructionTicks inexorably on.Can we break this cycle?Can we avert disaster?All the oddsSeemContinue reading “Poem: Acts Of Kindness”

Poem: Candelit Walk

I walk alongThe wild pathBarely tamedNot often trod upon.I have often stumbledEven fallen.I have walkedThrough howling windsAnd battering storms.My muscles and bonesHave screamed for relief.Blood has seepedFrom dozens of wounds.Yet still I walked onThrough stormy daysAnd still calm nights;Through sunny daysAnd tempestuous twilights;Through the turning seasonsTimes good and badI have walked on.Voices have whispered andContinue reading “Poem: Candelit Walk”

On Wicca, Witchcraft, And Christianity

I was finally baptized recently, and confirmed as a member of the United Church of Canada. As part of the service, I was given an opportunity to share my faith journey, which involved also emphasizing how important my time as a Wiccan was to finally being called to Christianity. And yet, I still encounter manyContinue reading “On Wicca, Witchcraft, And Christianity”

Poem: Life, Death, And Life Beyond Death

Spring has comeLife blooms anew.Green risesAnimals mateHumans frolicAnd rejoice.Yet death haunts my mindFamily loved dearlyHave limited time.Unknown exactly whenYet certain the endWill be far too soon.A prophetic voice silencedLegends falling victimTo age and fortune;Life and death;Light and dark;Yin and yang;Constant flow;Circle of life.“What’s the point?”I cry,“Why must they fallWhy the painOf death and sorrow?”The LordContinue reading “Poem: Life, Death, And Life Beyond Death”

Poem: Beware

I read the newsAgain today.Frustration filled meRighteous anger.I plead my heart outTo the LordWho gave to meThese words of comfort:“Beware to thoseWho seek to ruleThrough fear and hate.These are poorMethods to employControl they grantIn time quite shortYet an unstable baseThey are.Do not be surprisedWhen the houseBuilt on fear and hateCrumbles in the storm.Beware to thoseWhoContinue reading “Poem: Beware”

Poem: Who I Need You To Be

I walk through the nightBrokenBatteredBruised.OverwhelmedWith griefAnd despair.FeelingOh so alone.I cry outFrom the depths of my soul,“LordHow long must IKeep carrying this burden?What is the pointOf all this pain?Isn’t it clearI will never beWho I alwaysHoped I could become?Would it not be betterFor me to fade awayIn my night’s sleepFreeing those I loveFrom the burden ofContinue reading “Poem: Who I Need You To Be”

Poem: Changing Seasons

Winter has endedFirst hints of spring begun.As the seasons changeSo tooDoes my time and purpose.Old hopes and dreams lay deadFriends and family lostOld certaintiesNo longer certain.My heartWalled offBy despair and fear.Yet the SpiritShe stays with meGuiding my stepsOffering Her strength.I make new choicesLay down old burdensPursue new purposeWalk new roadsWork for the dayWhen love fillsContinue reading “Poem: Changing Seasons”

Poem: Voices Crying Out

Everywhere I goI hear the voices crying out:Voices of women;Voices of children;Voices of many sexualities;Voices of all races;Voices of all cultures;Voices of the lost;Voices on the margins.They cry out for justice;They cry out for hope;They cry out for love.Some hear themAnd turn awayOr tell themTo deal with itOn their own.Some don’t hear the voicesAt all.IContinue reading “Poem: Voices Crying Out”

Poem: Dark Days

My days and nightsAre dark of late.StormyFull of painFearAnd despair .Anticipating griefMourning loves onesFar too often.Struggling to liveIn a houseThat is definitely notA home for me.Feeling so aloneWanting to loveStruggling to holdTo hope until it come.sBearing the pressureOf leadershipOf workAnd wonderingHow much longerUntil something gives.Easy to focusOn all this darknessTo give upTo give in.Yet IContinue reading “Poem: Dark Days”